Daddy's Sweet Girl (Montana Daddies 3)

“It was a good way to see you each week. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was going to make a move soon. He was surprisingly easy to convince to give up extorting money from you.”

Oh. She shook her head. She couldn’t believe it.

“He wasn’t...he didn’t want me.”

He just sighed. When he pulled up outside his house, he was still acting kind of weird. He came around and opened her door as usual, helping her down. But instead of putting her on her feet, he swung her up into his arms and carried her inside.

“Kent! What are you doing?”

“You love me.” He got them inside then shut and locked the door without budging her at all.

“Yes. I love you.”

“You love me,” he repeated as though he couldn’t believe it.

“Yes. How do you feel about me?” How did he feel about her?

He reached the staircase then paused to glance down at her. “Baby, I think I fucking fell in love with you that night in the back room of that fucking awful bar that you’ll never visit again.”

“You did not.” She blushed as he set her down next to the bed.

He cupped her face between his hands. “I did.”

“It’s not possible to fall in love like that.”

“Baby, I did,” he growled. “Are you seriously arguing about when I fell in love with you?”

“I guess that is a bit silly, isn’t it?”

“It is,” he growled. “Now get naked. I’m in the mood to tie you up and fuck you. I cannot believe I fucking took you into that situation tonight.”

“I was safe.”

“You may not have been.”

“But I was,” she soothed, knowing that was his greatest fear.

“You have five seconds to get naked,” he commanded.

“Five seconds, I can’t get naked in five seconds!”

“One.”

“Okay, okay, I’m going!” She’d never gotten naked so quickly, she threw her clothes onto the floor, something she’d never usually do. But she still had her bra half on by the time he got to five.

He shook his head. “That’s gonna cost you.” He strode over to his magic bag of tricks and pulled out a silken scarf as well as a spreader bar. He wrapped one end of the scarf around the headboard. “Up here on your hands and knees with your arms out in front of you. Place your chest flat on the mattress.”

She shot him a worried look but got into position. He wrapped the scarf gently around her wrists. The bruises were mostly gone but he was still so gentle with her.

“Spread those legs,” he commanded.

She widened her legs and felt him place the cuffs around her ankles. Then he ran his hand down her ass before lightly slapping it. Again and again, he smacked her ass. Building up a heat in her bottom. The spanks became harder and faster until she was gasping and groaning, the heat in her ass becoming a deep burn that she knew she was going to feel for a long while.

“Fuck, that’s a beautiful sight. Nothing more gorgeous than a bound sub with a red ass, is there? Bet you’re wishing you moved quicker, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Sir.” Sort of. Part of her knew he needed this and she wanted to give it to him. Part of her also liked the burning in her ass. Especially as she knew what was coming next.

“I need your ass tonight, baby girl. We’re moving up to one of the bigger plugs. You ready for this?”